I started screening my phone calls.
I started screening my phone calls.
I loved it, but not the last season and how it ended.
Most of the junk for it push the Jack/Sally ship, there is so much fan art of it, it’s rather insane.
I don’t hate it, but I can’t understand the wider appeal of it, Nightmare Before Christmas. I don’t understand why people think the Jack and Sally relationship is so great. She pines away and he’s to self absorbed to even notice that she is a girl. And there are people who to this day still make it their entire personality. It is a decent movie, and I like the music, but it’s not that great.
It was awesome. Granted the iron started glowing a soft red, so I had to remove it, but the whole process was as simple as get fire roaring, place iron, take oout of fire after some time.
I got a Wagner at a thrift store and it was covered in a burnt on crust that I couldn’t even chip off with a hammer. My mom told me her grandfather used to just throw it in a bonfire and let it all burn off. After watching a video where a guy got rid of the same crust in an oven on self clean mode, I decided to go the bonfire route. I don’t have a self cleaning oven. The iron did start glowing red after a while, but once it cooled, no sign of the crust. I was amazed and now that pan acts better than most non-stick I’ve ever used.
Johnny Mnemonic. Keanu cannot act for shit in it, the story isn’t exactly gripping, hell the action in it is somewhere in the shitter. Oh, and Henry Rollins is a nerdy doctor. All if it adds up to a campy trip of slop that triggers my guilty pleasure.